Only 14 days until Destiny Forgiven releases!!!
Today, I have a bit of a longer excerpt from the book to tease you with. Just so you have a little bit of an idea about what’s going on, here’s the blurb.
When shifter rebel, Felicity, is thrown into the sorcerer’s prison, she meets the legendary torturerer known as Inkman. The menacing guard with the gruesome tattoos is almost unrecognizable, but she could never forget her childhood sweetheart, Maddox Blackwell.
But he has no memory of her. Brainwashed and broken, his human emotions have been destroyed, leaving him bereft, without an identity. Now only darkness remains. As she fights to make him remember their past, forgotten feelings reignite. Love was once a breath away. Can she save him before he must take that final step and execute her?
The momentary confusion disappeared, with it that pesky hope, and his lips twisted in anger. “You lied to me. The whole paper was filled with lies.”
She cleared her throat. “I’m sorry, Maddox, but did you really expect me to give up so soon? You know me better than that.”
When his face twisted in tortured rage, she knew she’d made a mistake. He reached for her throat before she could dodge him. A second later, she was flattened on the bed.
“I don’t know you,” he said slowly, his face reddening with each word. Was he trying to convince her, or himself?
She didn’t fight to get free. Though he pinned her by the throat, his hand was gentle. His face said hatred, violence, but he didn’t hurt her.
Bravery rose to the surface, and compassion for his suffering. She stared into his eyes, willing him to remember.
Please, gods, make him remember!
She shifted her gaze to his forehead, now bright red with veins throbbing, she thought back to when his eyes wrinkled with laugh lines. His eyes, now black and murky, used to twinkle when he was up to mischief.
“You know me,” she whispered.
His nostrils flared as he inhaled a deep breath. Eyes fluttered closed and he leaned in. Warm breath against her ear, his cheek grazed hers. A tingle ran from that single spot of affectionate touch all the way down to her toes. She exhaled loudly. How she missed this. Soft touches, poetic words…love. Maddox had been love in its purest form.
A soft growl jerked her from her thoughts. Though he held most of his weight on the one arm resting on the mattress next to her head, his body still crushed her.
“You make me crazy,” he hissed through gritted teeth.
Black eyes stared down at her again, this time filled with torment. He adjusted his grip on her neck – moved his hand lower and rested it on her clavicle.
“You used to say that when I wore sundresses in the summer.”
His brows drew together but he didn’t speak. She took that as permission to continue.
“You called them flowy skirts. When I wore them, you’d rub your eyes and say, in a pained voice, ‘Gods, Cee, you make me crazy!’” She exhaled a chuckle. “It was adorable so of course I wore them as often as I could.”
The side of his lip curved in an awkward attempt at a smile. “You had the legs for them.”
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